One shot (1/1)
[ How I'm feeling|
Excited ;p]
[ What I'm listening to| Please Fuck Me - Maxim Cabaz and Afterhours - Deadmau5 feat. Melleefresh, and other sexy ass music.
Title: One shot
Pairings: Kai/Uruha/Vodka
Rating: NC-17 (of course?)
Summary: Kai knew that he wanted this, even if it was just for tonight, just one shot, a single heated night tangled in Uruha's limbs.
Notes: Oh hai there. This was written for the challenge over at Uruai. I just couldn't help it when they mentioned Kai+Uruha+Vodka. Epic combination. Plus I just wanted another excuse to write some Kaiuru porn. Heh.
The music in the club was loud, pulsing, and a headache was already beginning to make it's self known against Kai's temple. He could feel it pulsing to the heavy tempo of the dance music and he was about ready to call it a night. He'd been here for hours with the rest of the band, indulging in dancing and alcohol as they did on occasion when management wasn't driving them with a slave whip to finish this or that by a deadline. Kai tipped back another shot of something strong and heady and winced as it burned on it's way down. He wasn't even sure what he was drinking anymore, just swallowing down whatever the others were placing in front of him like it was free candy or something. It was what he usually did against better judgment when he was out with the band, though he knew he was going to wake up in the morning on someone's bathroom floor with his face painted....or worse.
"Do you realize that's your fifth shot of straight vodka? And let's not mention the mixed drinks you've been tipping back." Aoi laughed beside him and held up yet another small glass of something red and wicked looking in front of his face. Kai threw him an irritated glare but none the less took the offered mystery drink and threw it back in the same massacring fashion he'd done with the others. The 'mystery' drink was vodka of course, one with a green apple taste to it. Everyone knew that his choice of alcohol was vodka but he wasn't sure he liked it enough to drown in it....
"I don't see how you're still sitting here talking. You should be flat on your face somewhere right now. But you're definitely doing better than Ruki." Aoi chuckled and took a swig from the beer he had been nursing most of the night. Aoi was probably the most sober and more sensible one at the table. Kai let his gaze wander to Reita and Ruki who were sitting across the table from them, attempting to play some sort of drinking game with a row of multicolored shots that were lined up in front of them. Reita seemed to be doing alright as he grinned and took a shot with practiced ease. Ruki on the other hand, was slumped over the table and seemed to be having a hard time getting the alcohol to his mouth without spilling it all over the table or more interestingly...Reita's lap.
"You're going to be so damn sick." Aoi laughed and ruffled Kai's hair as he pushed the empty shot glass away from him with a grimace. He didn't think he could take anymore alcohol. Aoi was right. He was going to fall out soon and he'd have an even bigger headache to deal with in the morning. He should probably call it quits while he was ahead....and still conscious.
"Where'd Uruha sneak off to?" Kai wondered as he suddenly realized they were one less person short of the five they had come with. He craned his neck to check out the dance floor, expecting Uruha to be winding around the unfortunates to be found there, playing them for drinks like a professional as he was keen to doing.
"More like stumbled," Aoi answered with a raise of an eyebrow, a sly smile hidden behind his beer bottle. "He's probably hitting up the bartender. He said something about needing something stronger than these shots he's been buying you all night." Kai frowned and looked down at all the empty shot glasses littering the table.
"He's the one that's been giving me all these drinks?" The thought wasn't all that surprising. Uruha enjoyed the people around him being as wasted as he was, and loved nothing more than a good challenge to see if anyone was even capable of out-drinking him, a feat no one had successfully overcome yet. But Uruha knew that Kai was a lightweight and even a few drinks was pushing his limit. At the moment, Kai was above and beyond his limit. He leaned into the cushions behind him and dropped his head onto the back of the booth they were seated at as the room began to spin just the slightest. He felt Aoi pat his knee consolingly and he inwardly groaned. He hoped that Uruha didn't expect him to drink whatever toxic alcohol he was trying to find because he wasn't taking another single shot of anything. He was done, completely.
"Look what I've found," A suddenly familiar, cheerful voice cut through the blaring music and Kai's fervent prayers. He raised his head from the back of the booth and cracked an eye open to find Uruha standing by the table, grinning and holding up a clear bottle of something unrecognizable.
"Here we go again. I hope everyone's ready for another round," Aoi muttered sarcastically as he looked around the table and took in the state that the entire table was in already. Reita shook his head and turned away from Uruha and the new bottle of alcohol. Reita had never been much of a drinker, but was at least better at knowing when to call it quits than Ruki was. Ruki had his forehead resting on his arm but managed to find the strength to raise a finger as if he wanted yet another shot. Reita chuckled and placed his hand over Ruki's fist and lowered his arm.
"No more for either of us tonight," Reita stated and recieved a grunt in response from Ruki. He was obviously too far gone to even care that he was being denied any more shots.
"That's fine. This isn't for you anyway." Uruha sneered and then turned to Kai and held the bottle up higher by the neck. Kai sat up in the booth and squinted at the label and for the first time caught the name of the alcohol.....and he almost laughed out loud at it.
"This is for Kai." Uruha grinned and leaned over the table to push the bottle closer to Kai for inspection. Kai took the smooth, cold bottle in his hand and let his gaze rake over the sleek design, the splashes of red that hinted at a bit of danger, a bit of sex. And then there was his name in bold black strokes and he had to smile.
"It's Kai vodka for Kai." Uruha leaned farther over the table, resting on his elbows as he let his fingers run down the bottle, catching the moisture that dripped down the bottle. It must have been the alcohol Kai had drowned in like an idiot, but he found himself watching the moisture slide down Uruha's long, slender fingers and when he was finally able to tear his gaze away from Uruha's fingers around the bottle, he looked up to find Uruha too close to him, smiling....or was that more of a smirk? He shook his head to try to clear his mind of rambling thoughts, but he knew there was no clearing anything because he was gone....pulled beneath the seductive surface of inebriation by aggressive hands.
"Take a shot?" Uruha urged, eyebrow raised, bottom lip pulled between teeth slowly. Was Kai imagining things or was Uruha....was Uruha flirting with him? He was used to women and even men flirting with him on a regular basis. Everyone liked a kind, well dressed man, and it helped if you were in one of the country's most well known rock bands. So he knew well the ways of flirtations and overtures....he was intimate with the moistening of lips, fingers sliding against the neck, the sly winks, the tittering laughter. He knew it all by heart, and what Uruha was doing was toofamiliar.
He swallowed hard and pulled the bottle from Uruha's hands and leaned back from the table to get away from Uruha's suddenly sensually charged energy. Uruha was a naturally sexual person. It was just his nature, and he made everything he did look like sex, to the way he walked to the way he ate even but this felt so much different than natural sexuality. He knew Uruha well enough by now to know when he was trying to seduce someone. Uruha had a taste for all things forbidden and taboo which had gotten him into quite a few very awkward...positions. He'd tried to get into Aoi's pants more than once without any finesse or secrecy and by the way Aoi was staring Uruha down, had probably succeeded in that. Kai wouldn't put anything past Uruha.
"What? I don't get a shot?" Aoi asked, his tone still playful but there was also a hard edge to his voice that hadn't been there before and Kai understood it immediately. He was stepping....no, being pulled into dangerous territory by Uruha's wicked hands and there was nothing he could do about it. Uruha wasn't claimed territory, that was for sure, but that didn't stop others from wanting to claim him as theirs and he couldn't blame them really. Kai had always been attracted to Uruha, had found himself looking more than once, wondering....maybe even fantasizing, but he had always been off limits in Kai's book. He was a friend, a band member, and management would castrate him for even thinking about having some warped affair within the band, though Uruha had already broken that unspoken rule several times. He had probably made a round of everyone but Kai twice over.
Though if Kai were to dig his heels in and resist now, he knew Uruha enough from watching him with others that the guitarist would just laugh and pull harder. Was he the last one on the list then? He inwardly groaned and tried to move away from the radiating irritation he could feel beside him coming from Aoi. He really didn't feel like getting pummeled into the ground tonight.
"Well you can definitely have a shot. That is....if you don't mind sharing." Uruha pinned Aoi with a challenging gaze, his body seeming to take on even more seductive stance as he continued to lean over the table. Kai knew without a doubt that they weren't talking about shots here and he felt the very small sane part of him that wasn't drunk off his ass yelling at him to get the hell out of there. Reita seemed okay enough to drive at least. Reita was currently looking between Uruha and Aoi as if he knew as well as Kai that this conversation was taking a wrong turn.
"I'd rather not," Aoi retorted in what was almost a growl to Kai's ears.
"Then that's too bad isn't it?" Uruha smiled, and the smile was mocking.....bitchy to be exact. Oh hell. He was going to be driven into the ground tonight by a very jealous Aoi wasn't he? Kai began to prepare himself for an angry onslaught from Aoi, but Aoi merely shook his head and even laughed under his breath.
"You play hard don't you?" Aoi muttered. "I think I'll take a shot elsewhere until you're ready to give me the entire bottle. I don't share well."
"No one gets the entire bottle." Uruha pushed himself away from the table and stood with his hands on his hips, his smile harder, darker.
"We'll see about that," Aoi muttered and pulled a cigarette from his front pocket and stuck it between his lips. Before Aoi could even search for a lighter, Uruha had taken his own out from his jeans pocket and tossed it in Aoi's direction. Aoi caught it midair and stared at Uruha for a long moment before lighting his cigarette.
"Keep it and don't say I never gave you anything." Uruha suddenly broke into a smile and Aoi seemed to follow suit after a moment, but the smile was still gaurded, and it made Kai want to bolt even more.
"I don't think I want a shot at all...." He muttered softly and doubted he was even heard above the music. But a second later, Aoi patted him on the back and leaned in close so that his mouth was near to Kai's ear.
"I'd take it if he's offering. You won't get anything like it ever again." It was nearly a whisper but Kai caught it all and each word was a lead brick in the bottom of his stomach. Uruha had just become even more intimidating with Aoi's comment if that were even possible. A whole world of possibilities that hadn't been there ten minutes ago were suddenly thrumming against his finger tips.....Was it too late to get Reita to take him home?
"I think we're out of here. I'm already going to be carrying him out," Reita announced as if he'd read Kai's thoughts and wanted to torture him along with everyone else. Kai looked up at Reita standing from the table and tried to bring as much helplessness to his eyes as he possibly could but Reita wasn't even looking at him. He was too focused on helping Ruki to stand. He eventually gave up and made Ruki hold onto his neck while he hooked a hand beneath Ruki's knees and picked him up. Beside Kai, Aoi began laughing at the scene Ruki and Reita were making. At any other time, Ruki would have smashed the nearest beer bottle over Reita's head for even attempting to pick him up, but Ruki was already passing out against Reita's shoulder. It seemed they'd all gone over board tonight.
"Hey wait up for me," Aoi called as Reita headed towards the door with Ruki and Kai was forced to slide out of the booth to let Aoi out. Aoi didn't even acknowledge Kai and Uruha or say goodbye as he jogged to catch up to Reita and then Kai was suddenly alone with Uruha and very.....very confused. This night was getting more complicated and strange with every passing minute. Kai had known for awhile now that Uruha was playing around with the other bandmates like a cat plays with a mouse; nipping, chasing, pawing, until suddenly he captured, but Kai had always been an outside observer to those games. He never thought he'd end up being an object for Uruha's perusal. He had just never thought he was Uruha's type and had never had any interest in possibly ruining his career by having sex with his guitarist. Sex. Just the word had Kai fretting all over again.
"What are you thinking about?" Uruha suddenly scattered his thoughts and Kai was left staring at Uruha who had slid into the booth across from him and was smirking over at him again.
"I'm thinking it's time I get home. I can't even see straight," Kai tried, knowing that he was resisting in vain. If he had been targeted, he was a sure shot for Uruha.
"I'm a lot less intoxicated right now than everyone thinks, but you're right. Let's catch a taxi and get out of here. I'm tired of dancing with idiots for shitty drinks," Uruha mused. "And I'd rather open this little prize at home. I think we can both use at least one more drink." Uruha waited for a held breath before he slipped out of the booth and then held out a hand for Kai to follow him. The way Kai's body didn't hesistate before reaching to grab Uruha's hand and leave the booth was not lost on him.
Uruha's palm was warm against his own, fingers strong as they curled around Kai's hand in a grip that would probably be impossible to break if he decided to make good on his instincts and make a run for it. He tried to focus on Uruha's hand instead of thinking of where that hand was taking him but when Uruha looked over his shoulder and gave him another of those sultry smirks, his nerves were on fire once again. He made sure to grab the bottle of vodka before Uruha spirited him away. At least the bottle in his hand was something solid, something real. Uruha taking him home just wasn't registering with his mind yet. It was all happening too fast and he felt out of sorts.
Uruha waved a taxi down for them outside the club and they climbed in, Uruha pulling him insistently by the hand when Kai finally hesitated for a split second. Uruha gave the driver the address to his apartment and Kai could only sit beside him, stiff, nervous, his lap damp and cold from the bottle of Kai Vodka. He almost expected to wake up and realize that this was all one big joke and Uruha wasn't really carting him home with a bottle of Vodka that sported his name, to some inevitable future. Uruha's hand was still wound tightly around his own as if Uruha were afraid he would really try to bolt. But Kai was beyond trying to get away, didn't think he would even get one step before he was pulled back. He had watched Uruha with the others too many times to think he could reject him. Uruha wasn't the type of person who took rejection, especially from mild men like Kai. He felt Uruha squeeze his hand and when he looked over at Uruha, the other man was smiling.....not smirking, but smiling as if he understood in a way that his energy was overwhelming and he wanted to calm Kai.
"Don't worry. One shot and we'll be done. I promise," Uruha mumured and Kai had to hold himself from flinching away as Uruha moved in closer and his hand trailed the bottle in Kai's lap in much the same way that he had done earlier in the club, and yet this time.....Uruha's wandering hand was a bit too close to an area that was beginning to recognize the situation his mind had figured out an hour ago.
"You don't do this very often do you?" Uruha asked, his voice soft and heavy near Kai's ear. He was almost thankful for the darkness in the cab as his hands tightened around the neck of the bottle nearly hard enough to shatter it. Kai kept his gaze trained to the rearview mirror where the cab driver's eyes occasionally flitted from the road to the backseat where Uruha was now pressed against him, obviously tired with the whole fallacy of trying to calm him. It was easier to just right out seduce it seemed.
"Do...what?" Kai asked, feigning ignorance, his voice an embarrassing pitch higher than he wanted it to be. "Take cab rides home with strange men?" He tried covering up his nervousness with a laugh, but the laugh came out even shakier than his earlier idiotic question.
"Exactly," Uruha hissed, and that one husky spoken word had Kai's body doing exactly what he had been trying to force it not to do all evening. He was grateful that the bottle was pressed against his hip, otherwise....well....this was what Uruha was aiming for wasn't it? Kai shifted uncomfortably against the seat as a shiver of fear...and excitement slid down the back of his neck as Uruha's lips brushed against the side of his ear so lightly, he barely felt them. But that one small touch was enough to send heat rushing through Kai's body in a way it hadn't in a long time. He couldn't remember the last time someone had kept him on his toes in anticipation and even fear like this.
"I'm not a strange man, but I'm definitely taking you home with me," Uruha whispered and then the heat of Uruha's body was gone and he was left cold and yearning. Uruha paid the driver as they stopped in front of his apartment and Kai followed him out into the cold night air that was a relief to the burning heat of his skin. The building was cool as well inside but as soon as Uruha unlocked his apartment door and shouldered his way inside, the place was warm and it only served to heat Kai's body more until he was sure he was going to begin sweating soon. The damp coolness of the vodka bottle in his hand felt sinfully good until he wondered what it would feel like to slide the bottle along his burning arms, his neck.....his chest.......
"Here, let me take that," Uruha suggested, reaching for the bottle before Kai could even begin to indulge in his little fantasy. Kai gave it over relunctantly, instantly missing it's cool relief.
"You look warm. Are you sweating?" Uruha asked, real concern suddenly heavy in his voice. Uruha set the vodka down on his kitchen counter and went to Kai, those hands.....the ones that had started the warmth and nervousness flooding Kai's body in the first place were suddenly against his face, caressing his forehead where beads of sweat were indeed starting to form. Somehow he was going to have to get control of himself.
Somewhere between getting into that taxi cab and Uruha pressing against him in the backseat of it, Kai decided he wanted this....or at least his body did, even if his mind was screaming at him that this was a bad idea, that if he subjected himself to being Uruha's plaything for the night that he was going to end up like the rest of those poor idiots at Uruha's feet. Or he was going to be Aoi, making a scene, jeopardizing the band because he wanted more than a one night stand. And all because of a bottle of vodka....Kai knew what sort of power Uruha held in that gaze, his lips, and those damnable thighs. And he wasn't sure he could handle it now or ever...
"God Kai, you're burning up....are you feeling alright?" Uruha asked, brow furrowed as he drew his hands gently down the sides of Kai's face and neck. Kai didn't even try to surpress the shudder that wracked his body at the feel of Uruha's hands against the sides of his neck.
Kai let his eyes slip closed and he managed a nod. He would be fine as long as he got some relief to his heated skin. It was almost stifling in the apartment despite the slight breeze outside. He knew this was all a result of too many nerves.....and too much arousal. He was sure that Uruha could see what he was doing to him just by looking down between them. But Uruha's eyes were trained to his face as Uruha continued to pet back his hair and wipe away the dampness from his forehead and temples. Uruha's hands were affectionate in some small way, but more sensual than anything as Uruha held his gaze, his face taking on a less concerned look and that sexualized hooded gaze sliding into place so easily.
"Kiss me?" Uruha suddenly whispered, his hands stopping their gentle caressing to frame Kai's face between them. He had known this was going to happen sooner or later, but Kai was momentarily taken back by Uruha's question. It wasn't a demand, had none of the aggressiveness he was used to from Uruha. It was simply...a request. It gave Kai a choice. He could either kiss Uruha or he could leave and perhaps Uruha would let him.
Uruha watched him, exuding a mixture of patience and building sexual tension. Kai knew that he wanted this, even if it was just for tonight, just one shot, a single heated night tangled in Uruha's limbs.....His body moved before his mind could even give him leave to as he leaned forward and closed the small distance between their lips, sealing himself to whatever he had stepped into. Uruha's fingers curled against his face and then slid up into his hair as their mouths tentatively explored one another. Uruha's lips were so soft and full against him. They were everything he had ever secretely imagined they would be and more.
Uruha smiled against his mouth and then gently ran the tip of his tongue along the edge of Kai's bottom lip, seeking entrance. Kai parted his lips and let Uruha's tongue dip lewdly into his mouth and rub against his own tongue. He felt his body react immediately and found himself pressing his entire body against Uruha, his hands finding a home against the slender curves of Uruha's hips. Kai knew this dance though it had been a while since he had participated in it, especially with another guy.
There had been one other some time ago, but he hadn't been Uruha....could in no way compare to the sensual vixen Uruha played so well. Kai knew without a single doubt that Uruha wanted to be ravished, would let him do whatever he wanted as long as he played nice. Uruha's body tensed against him like a bow string pulled too tight, on the verge of snapping, as Kai bit into Uruha's bottom lip gently on instinct. Everything was instinct now. He was letting it rule him like he would in any other situation of this caliber, and yet he had never been in a situation quite like this.....
"Mmm Kai..." Uruha hummed against his mouth as he pressed smaller, slower kisses against Kai's mouth. Kai's fingers dug harder into Uruha's waist and he pulled him closer until he could keenly feel Uruha against him. Uruha was as excited and ready as he was by the feel of it and it only made Kai want this more. He had to hold back a moan as Uruha shifted his hips in a sensual roll and then pulled back teasingly.
"You're going to make me come just by kissing me." Uruha chuckled softly and then kissed him again, deeply, and this time, Kai let Uruha swallow his low groan. He was the one that was going to be embarrassed and ending this all before it had begun if Uruha kept teasing him this way. Uruha finally pulled back from the kiss slowly and rose a pleased eyebrow.
"But we have all night. I can't have you ruining my reputation." Uruha pouted and left Kai to walk back around the island counter in the middle of his kitchen. Kai felt lost and on the verge of collapsing on Uruha's kitchen floor as he stood there trying to reel his lust back in and calm his racing heart. Given a few more seconds against Uruha's body, he would have pulled the guitarist down to the floor and finished them both off in a matter of minutes. But Uruha had other ideas. He was setting out martini and shot glasses he'd taken down from a top cabinet where Kai was sure an entire collection of different alcoholic glassware was stored.
"I don't have any air in here. The unit broke the other day and I haven't gotten it fixed because winter's almost here. I didn't count on a warm night like this. Maybe I should open the window," Uruha mused, his fingers already opening the bottle of Kai vodka expertly. Uruha seemed nearly sober now as he grinned over at Kai and swirled the liquid around in the bottle some. Kai on the other hand was still feeling the effects of the many shots Uruha had given him at the dance club and didn't need another shot, but he had to admit that he was just a bit curious how the vodka with his name would taste.
"I can make martinis or we can have shots.....which do you want?" Uruha asked and Kai shrugged, not caring which method of inebriating himself further he decided on. He was more preoccupied by the way Uruha was leaning over the counter as he mixed the alcohol as if he knew Kai only had eyes for his ass like every other guy Uruha had ever seduced. The way Uruha shifted from foot to foot, his thighs rubbing against one another, his ass sticking out just a bit more as he reached over the counter for a shot glass to pour the vodka in was so calculated and arousing that it was becoming almost painful for Kai to stand there watching him. If he couldn't get out of his pants soon, he was going to have a problem on his hands.
"Shots," Uruha decided for him with a wink. "I promised you one, didn't I?" Uruha chuckled and slid one of the full shot glasses across the counter and Kai caught it against his hand just before it slid off the edge.
"On three?" Uruha raised his own shot glass and Kai did the same, just wanting to get it over with so they could get on to other things. His attempts at resisting Uruha and the alcohol had been fruitless so far and he knew it would continue this way so he might as well enjoy it and stop fighting against it. Uruha counted and on three they both tipped back their glasses and swallowed down the vodka. Kai was mildly surprised at how good it tasted. It was slightly sweet with a hint of spice and honey, and lychee, definitely a unique flavor. He wouldn't have minded taking another shot if he wasn't sure he'd pass out cold if he did.
"Delicious," Uruha practically purred. Kai's eyes followed Uruha's tongue as it made a slow circle against the inside of the glass, cleaning away the rest of the sweet vodka in the most erotic of ways...
"Fuck." The curse had slipped from his mouth before Kai could even think about stopping it, but his mind had frozen in the second it took for Uruha's tongue to visually tease him that way. Uruha laughed and set the shot glass down hard on the table.
"That's a first." Uruha bit into the corner of his mouth, arousal and amusement seeping from him like the sweat that was starting to glisten on his skin. God, it was still so warm in here, but the effect it was having on Uruha's body was sensual enough that Kai would have gladly suffocated to death just to see Uruha's body glistening and writhing beneath him as he fucked him hard on the kitchen floor, or the counter, or wherever they managed to get to first. It seemed his mind had finally caught up with his body and they had come to some sort of mutual agreement that Kai was going to shed a little of that innocence the band had crowned him with.
"I think I want to make you curse a little more tonight." Uruha chuckled and grabbed the opened bottle of Kai vodka by it's neck and made his way back over to where Kai stood, still hot, still aroused, still very....very uncomfortable in so many ways. Uruha swung his arms around Kai's neck, sloshing some of the vodka onto the floor around him in the process and then leaned in to kiss Kai hard enough to bruise. There was nothing gentle or sensual about that kiss as their first tentative one had been. This one was pure hard alcohol and sex. It was what they'd both come here for; Uruha knowingly, Kai unsure. Well Kai had never been more certain of anything in his life than he was at that moment. He wanted to fuck Uruha and he was going to until they were both too exhausted to do anything but pass out. Uruha moaned against Kai's mouth as Kai stepped foward, forcing Uruha to move back until his back was pressed hard against the kitchen counter. After a long moment of kissing Uruha back just as roughly as Uruha was kissing him, Kai began to feel a trickle of cool wetness seeping down his neck and over his shoulder.
"What-" He began, pulling away from Uruha's mouth and twisting his head to see where the wetness was coming from and found Uruha tilting the neck of the vodka bottle just so that a small trickle of the alcohol was running down his neck and soaking the front of his shirt. When Uruha noticed Kai had caught him, he feigned innocence and held the bottle away from his neck.
"Oops," Uruha muttered softly, but there was no hint of a smile, just raw arousal there in Uruha's face. "Your shirt's all wet. Why don't you take it off?" Uruha hooked a finger beneath the collar of Kai's shirt and tugged insistently. Kai could do nothing more than obey, wanted nothing more than to get out of his now wet clothes and press against Uruha's body. He unbuttoned the front of his shirt and allowed Uruha to run his hands along his shoulders and peel the shirt back and down his arms slowly.
Kai sucked in a breath as Uruha pressed his mouth against the side of his neck as soon as his shirt fluttered to the ground around his feet. Uruha bit gently at the skin there and then sucked even as his free hand wandered down his chest......over his stomach. Kai shuddered and tangled his fingers into Uruha's hair as his body was wracked with sensation after sensation of pleasure. He flinched as he felt that wetness once again against his shoulder and looked down to find Uruha letting rivulets of the vodka slide down his chest, an eyebrow raised as he watched for Kai's reaction.
"I think I've found a better way to take shots." Uruha smirked. Kai held his breath in anticipation of what he knew was to come as Uruha bent down and then ran his tongue along the side of his neck where his skin was already becoming sticky from Uruha's earlier evil antics.
"It tastes so much better this way," Uruha whispered against his ear, his breath hot, and sweet. The scent of fruit and spices and hard vodka pushed Kai's senses into overload. He was already teased beyond what he thought was his limit. Obviously he could take a lot more than he thought he could, and by the way Uruha flashed a little grin as he ran his tongue along Kai's shoulder and down his chest, Kai was going to endure a lot more teasing...
"Mmm Kai....." Uruha breathed. Kai had to hold himself back from pulling Uruha back up by the hair and pushing him onto the kitchen counter. He couldn't remember a time he'd ever been teased this much or indulged in this much foreplay....and with a bottle of vodka of all things.....Uruha poured a little more of the alcohol down the front of his chest and his tongue followed the trail of liquid over his nipple. Kai groaned as Uruha gently bit down and then sucked the abused flesh into his mouth even while pouring more of the vodka down the front of his chest.
"Fuck Uru......" Kai gasped, his fingers unconsciously pulling the blonde hair he had wound around his trembling fingers. Kai had never been one to utter curses, but Uruha was going to have him clenching his teeth and cursing all night if he kept on this way. It was hard to even control his hands from grabbing for Uruha, so he gripped the edge of the counter with his free hand and tightened his hand in Uruha's hair. He wanted so much to indulge and yet he let Uruha play his little game and tease him because he knew that waiting would only make it better in the end. Patience was definitely a virtue.
"Please do," Uruha chuckled in response to Kai's cursing. "I plan on letting you fuck me all night," Uruha murmured, his lips beginning a slow descent to his stomach. Uruha knelt down on the floor in front of Kai and looked up at him as he tipped the vodka bottle back and took a long drink from it, his eyes challenging Kai...baiting him, drowning him.
"Take them off," Uruha demanded, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and thrusting his chin toward Kai's pants insistently as he took yet another swig from the bottle. Uruha kneeling in front of him was one of the most erotic things Kai had ever laid eyes on and he found himself nearly scrambling to obey, getting off on Uruha's aggressiveness. It came so easily to Uruha that he seemed almost lazy but completely in control as he leant back on one of his hands and rested the vodka in his lap and watched Kai unzip his pants. When Kai had finally slipped out of his pants and boxers and kicked them away with his shirt, Uruha eyed him with what Kai desperately hoped was pleasure. There was a hint of surprise behind Uruha's raised eyebrows and it had Kai pushing down those damnable nerves that had nearly made him into a quivering idiot earlier.
"I think Aoi would be jealous," Was the unexpected response that fell from Uruha's smirking lips. Kai felt his face heat at Uruha's crude approval. The jab at Aoi had been malicious but it was almost like a point scored in Kai's favor and he could only feel a sense of relief that he measured up to what Uruha was used to. It seemed all of Aoi's arrogant little remarks in the dressing room about certain parts of his anatomy had been a bit exaggerated.
Uruha set the vodka bottle down beside him and crawled the few steps to Kai and then knelt in front of him again. Kai let out a soft breath and then clenched his jaw as Uruha's hands smoothed over the tops of his thighs and he continued to hold Kai's gaze, refusing to let him break it. The entire act was incredibly erotic....almost too erotic....
Uruha leaned foward with a smile and kissed just above Kai's navel and then trailed his tongue down.....and stopped just short of where Kai wanted it to go. Kai groaned and his hips instinctively pushed forward, seeking the warmth of Uruha's mouth, but Uruha held him back with the tips of his fingers. He was playing by his own rules until he decided to let Kai go wild on him.
Uruha's hand finally wrapped itself around the base of Kai's cock and stroked. The heat in Kai's body pooled at the base of his stomach and he could feel the pleasure all the way down to his fingertips. He was so hard in Uruha's hand that he didn't know if he was even going to be able to last long enough. But even if he didn't, he had the entire night with Uruha. He could go as many times as Uruha wanted him to. Kai grinned at the thought, but his grin was short lived as Uruha's tongue suddenly ran up the side of his cock and then he found himself sliding into Uruha's mouth slowly. He had to grip the edge of the counter harder until his knuckles turned white to keep from thrusting forward. Uruha definitely knew what he was doing as he took Kai down his throat and then pulled back to run the flat of his tongue against the head of Kai's cock. Uruha set a rhythm that had Kai's head reeling, his arms trembling as he supported himself against the counter.
"Is it good?" Uruha asked, grinning and stroking Kai slowly. It was more than good, it was the best Kai had had in a while....if he'd ever had it this good. He still felt as if he would have to pinch himself to wake up. And yet when he looked down, Uruha was real and he was on his knees for Kai, dripping vodka down his stomach as he sucked his cock. He could feel the vodka sliding down his cock before Uruha sucked it off, his eyes trained to Kai. It was all completely lewd, and Kai loved it.
Kai groaned low as Uruha slid his mouth off of his cock with a languid ease that was pure torture to his oversensitive body. He couldn't stand it anymore. He was beyond the point of controlling his body as Uruha played with him and teased his cock like the professional he was. He wanted to truly taste Uruha, to overwhelm him as Uruha had been doing to him the entire evening.
He pulled Uruha up by the arms and Uruha was surprisingly docile, letting him push him against the hard edge of the counter and kiss him roughly. Kai felt Uruha's fingers dig into his forearms as they kissed and Uruha's hips pressed eagerly against him. Uruha was ready, begging with his body. Kai could feel Uruha shudder against him as his hands slid along Uruha's waist and then down into the waist band of his pants. His hands had a mind of their own as they grabbed Uruha's ass hard and pulled him flush against his body.
"I've been wanting you to fuck me ever since we met," Uruha groaned between rough kisses. "I just never knew how to get to you." Kai hissed and thrust against Uruha as Uruha hooked a thigh around his waist and tilted his head back to recieve Kai's kisses and bites to the neck. Uruha tasted so deliciously good, but he couldn't help wondering how much better he would taste with the vodka poured on his skin. Kai's own body was beginning to feel slightly sticky from the sweet alcohol Uruha had missed with his tongue.
"So you came up with the grand plan of getting me shit faced drunk on Kai vodka?" Kai mumured against Uruha's neck and felt Uruha tense and then shiver against him. The sensation travelled straight to his cock and he pressed more insistently against Uruha.
"It's working isn't it?" Uruha asked cheekily, his adam's apple bobbing against Kai's tongue as he swallowed hard.
"Yes," Kai growled and in a moment of pure adrenaline brought on by how sensual Uruha felt rubbing against him and moaning low in his throat, Kai hooked his hands beneath Uruha's thighs and hoisted him onto the island counter. Uruha's eyes widened the slightest in surprise at Kai's sudden use of a strength he didn't know was there, but a moment later, Uruha was grinning at Kai conspiratorilly. Uruha made quick, but still graceful work of stripping out of his clothes and tossing them over Kai's shoulder into the growing pile on the floor.
"Hand me the vodka," Uruha urged, waving towards the bottle that still stood half full beside Kai's feet. The rest of the vodka did look lonely and Kai had an idea of what Uruha wanted to with the remaining half....Sure enough as soon as the bottle was in Uruha's hand, he leant back on the counter and spread his legs so that Kai had a perfect view of everything Uruha had to offer. He was gorgeous, his body a long and sinewy work of art.
Kai was sure his entire body stopped functioning for a fraction of a second as Uruha licked the rim of the bottle before tipping it over his chest and letting some of the vodka pour down his stomach. Kai's eyes were riveted to the liquid snaking it's way down the smooth, flat surface of Uruha's stomach to pool in his navel and then wash down the insides of his thighs....those fucking thighs. He wanted to sink between them now, but he was also curious to see more of Uruha's little tease act. Uruha tilted his head back and took a sip from the bottle before letting the rest drip down his neck. When Uruha looked back to Kai, his eyes had that slightly glazed look, effect of the alcohol and arousal. Kai was sure he had the same hooded expression as he moistened his lips and came to stand between Uruha's spread legs.
"Take a shot?" Uruha offered, arching his back a little so that Kai's gaze traveled down his long, lean body and honed in on the vodka pooling in Uruha's navel. Uruha's lips were downturned in a sort of pout, a form of warfare that was usually quite convincing. Now was no exception. Kai smiled and leaned forward to kiss Uruha's pout and then let his mouth trail down his neck and over Uruha's chest.
Uruha sucked in a sharp breath as Kai's tongue teasingly flicked over one of his nipples and then rubbed slowly. He tasted honey there.....sweet honey with a bit of spice. He sucked the nipple into his mouth and raised his eyes to watch Uruha. Uruha was rubbing the side of his neck, his fingers fidgeting in arousal, twirling around the stray strands of hair against his neck, and then finally resting against his lips as he arched beneath Kai's mouth and moaned.
Uruha looked so sensual...lithe, as he writhed beneath Kai's mouth, trying to urge him on, to go lower....Kai slid his hands along the top of Uruha's spread thighs and kissed his way further down, across Uruha's shuddering stomach to his navel. Kai grinned and looked back up to Uruha before he languidly dipped his tongue into Uruha's navel. There. A shot of spice, exotic lychee, tingling against the tip of his tongue beneath another unique taste...Uruha. He had tasted lychee before, but never Uruha....and it created the most erotic mixture in his mouth, so that he found himself reaching for the vodka bottle again and pouring more of it onto Uruha's stomach.
"Oh fuck..." Uruha gasped, and then something between a moan and a long keen, escaped the back of Uruha's throat as Kai groaned and sucked the vodka from Uruha's navel. Uruha arched his back completely and held Kai's face there against his stomach by the ends of his hair. Kai growled and bit down into the soft flesh beneath his lips as Uruha's body shuddered against him. It almost felt like Uruha had had an orgasm against him, but he knew it was merely the first spasms of lust before the end. And if this wasn't the end, he couldn't imagine what that would be like.
"Please Kai....please...." Uruha begged, his words nearly incoherent, breathy, but Kai caught them, and knew what Uruha was begging for. He caressed the insides of Uruha's thighs, enjoying the way Uruha arched toward him and then threw his head back. He could have called it wild abandon, but they hadn't gotten to that quite yet.
"Lie back," Kai whispered as his fingers brushed against the side of Uruha's hard cock. Uruha groaned and swept his hand across the counter behind him and sent the fine martini and shot glasses rolling off the counter to shatter on the kitchen floor behind him before he slid down to rest on his back. Kai chuckled at Uruha's complete lack of concern for his ruined glassware, but he was on the exact same page. The entire band, hell management could have walked in at that moment, and he wouldn't have stopped ravishing Uruha. He didn't give a damn what this night would do to him in the future because he was here in the now, and maybe it was the only now he would get with Uruha. He was going to make it count for something.
"Fuck me, Kai. Use me," Uruha groaned, spreading his legs wider. Kai swallowed thickly and pulled Uruha's ass to the end of the counter with a rough tug. There was only one problem he could think of at that moment, and it was that there wasn't anything around them to help him ease his way into Uruha's body. He'd never taken a lover dry before, knew how painful it had the potential to be, but Uruha was already pulling him down on top of him by the shoulders and kissing him hard. He wasn't going to wait for Kai to go searching for anything.
"Just use the fucking vodka. I don't care if it hurts. I want you in me," Uruha hissed against his mouth. Kai rose an eyebrow at the demand but one pointed glare from a very aroused and demanding Uruha was enough to have Kai taking the bottle and pouring the rest of the alcohol over his fingers and Uruha's ass. It was merely liquid, nothing at all like lubricant and it was still probably going to hurt Uruha like hell, but if he was relaxed enough it probably wouldn't matter. Kai slid one finger inside experimentally and when Uruha pushed down hard against him, he pushed another one in and scissored them gently. Uruha's body was already as relaxed as it ever would be and it allowed Kai to pump his fingers slowly with an ease that made his cock twitch slightly.
Uruha's body was so warm.....and wet and sticky from all the vodka they'd poured over each other. He was going to feel amazing. Uruha suddenly hooked a leg around his waist and pulled him foward until the head of his cock brushed against him. Kai held himself back from shoving inside and instead eased in with the help of Uruha's hand. He groaned as he sank completely inside until he was flush between Uruha's thighs. Uruha gasped and tensed against him but after a held breath, Kai felt Uruha's body relax, his muscles easing on Kai's cock until he was able to move slowly at first. Uruha had thrown an arm across his face and his mouth was a tight line, his jaw clenched. Kai felt a twinge of concern that maybe he was hurting Uruha too much, but when he pulled Uruha's arm away from his face, Uruha moaned.
"Keep going.....feels so good," Uruha whispered. "Go deeper," He urged, his thighs clenching around Kai's waist to pull him in even more. Kai braced his hands against the counter on either side of Uruha's body and thrust in as far as he could go. Uruha's body tightened around his cock at the movement and Kai groaned at how good it felt. He'd obviously found Uruha's spot as well.
"Yes!" Uruha gasped, his hands clenching against Kai's back, nails digging into his skin until Kai knew he was going to have long scratches down his back in the morning. How he was going to explain that one was beyond him. He angled his next thrusts just so until he had Uruha arching against the counter, his hips meeting Kai's thrusts in a hard fast rhythm that had Kai panting and sweating. It was still stifling hot in the apartment, but Kai could barely feel the heat, could only feel Uruha's body against him, around him....
He pulled Uruha up to a sitting position on the edge of the counter so that he could thrust even deeper. Uruha clung to his shoulders and kissed him hard as the pleasure mounted. He could feel that Uruha was close, in the way that he kissed Kai almost desperately, his moans muffled, his body clinging to Kai even more tightly. The counter was slick with the alcohol they had spilt everywhere and the scent of fruit, alochol, and sex mingled intoxicatingly until Kai knew he wasn't going to last much longer. He wasn't sure how he had lasted this long even.
"I knew you would be amazing," Uruha panted. His hands and lips seemed to be everywhere on Kai's body and he knew just the right way to clench his muscles, pulling Kai in deeper until Kai was shaking against him.
"That innocent act didn't fool me at all. I could tell you liked to fuck rough." Uruha groaned against Kai's neck as Kai began to thrust faster, harder, urged on by Uruha's dirty monologue. Uruha slid against the counter, slipping in the alcohol and Kai pulled him back down roughly onto his thrusts. The sound of skin against wet skin, Uruha's erotic whispers, his moaning was enough to drive Kai over the edge cursing. He trembled against Uruha but kept thrusting, even through his own orgasm. He continued hitting that spot within Uruha that had him crying out and gripping Kai's back harder.
Kai dropped a hand between their bodies and only had to stroke Uruha a few times to have him coming all over Kai's hand and wrist. Uruha's body tightened painfully around his cock as Uruha rode out his own orgasm and then he let out a soft moan and laid back against the counter. Kai hissed as he slipped his softening cock from Uruha's body and took a moment to lean against the counter and get his strength back. He felt completely drained though they couldn't have lasted very long after all the teasing they had endured before. Uruha looked completely satiated and thoroughly ravished as he lay exhausted against the counter, wet and sticky, his thighs still trembling the slightest bit, a passing shiver running through his body as he came down from his high. Kai caressed one of Uruha's thighs and then leaned down over him to kiss him, gentler than the hard, desperate kisses they had been sharing all evening.
Uruha sighed into his mouth and Kai felt fingers twirling around damp strands of his hair playfully. He wasn't sure what the etiquette was after sleeping with Uruha. It was different for everyone. Some wanted you to pack up and leave immediately afterwards, others wanted you to stay and listen to their pitiful problems until you wanted to smother yourself in their pillows. Kai couldn't read what sort of person Uruha was after sex and so he waited until Uruha seemed to be completely over his orgasm and pushed himself up on the counter to look around blearily.
"We sure made a mess," Were the first words out of Uruha's mouth. Kai laughed and took in the shattered glass on the kitchen floor and the wet stickiness decorating the counter and then at the both of them who were just as sticky and disheveled. To Kai it was all merely evidence of the best sex he had ever experienced. He wouldn't have minded making more messes in the near future, but he kept himself from saying anything to ruin the after-effects. If Uruha wanted him to stay he would stay, and if he wanted to kick him out, Kai would go willingly, with Uruha still clinging to his skin and the taste of vodka in his mouth. Either way, he would be the most satisfied man on the planet tonight. Uruha reached beside Kai and picked up the bottle of Kai vodka and held it up to the light curiously.
"There's still a few sips left. We can't let this go to waste." Uruha grinned and tipped back the rest of the vodka and then he curled a finger for Kai to come closer. Kai chuckled and kissed him, allowing Uruha to share the rest of the Kai vodka with him. When he pulled back, Uruha was still grinning in that self-satisfied way of his. He had definitely scored his own little victory tonight on whatever warped list he was going down in his mind, but Kai had also scored his own win just by stepping out of his safe box and diving into something completely dangerous and unpredictable. Uruha had planted within him a need for more, and he hoped the other man was prepared for what that might entail. Uruha slid off the counter and went to the window in his living room, uncaring that his drapes were open and that he was completely naked as he unlocked the window and opened it halfway to let the cool breeze in.
"I don't want you sweating to death tonight. We've done enough of that already," Uruha explained without meeting Kai's eyes. He seemed distracted as he wandered back over to the counter and leaned against it. With that one comment, Uruha had invited Kai to stay over and he couldn't deny that his nerves began firing crazily again in slight fear but also....anticipation. He hadn't really wanted to get dressed and go back out into the dark streets to make his way home to a lonely apartment. He would rather stay here getting to know this different side of Uruha, the one that couldn't quite look him in the eye as he silently asked Kai to stay the night. Something told Kai to grab on to what Uruha was handing him and run with it because it was probably the only chance he was ever going to get.
"Tommorow we can go down to the liquor store and see if they have any more of this stuff," Kai suggested with a smirk as he tapped the empty Kai vodka bottle. Uruha finally looked up at him and a small smile broke the surface of the worry Kai had seen on his face so briefly. He knew exactly what Uruha was worried about because he was feeling the same as anyone is when touching on something new and foreign.
"Actually....the bartender at the club told me that there's other flavors...." Uruha rose an eyebrow and then laughed as Kai's eyes widened a little at the mention of different flavors and all that possibilities it handed them. "I think we need to try them all to determine which one tastes the best....you know, for 'experimental' purposes." Uruha shrugged casually and Kai tried to calm his laughter and put on a more serious face to match Uruha's amusingly nonchalant demeanor.
"Yes, we'll have to try out each and every flavor....maybe several times until we decide which one we like best," Kai agreed with a nod. "And then maybe we could share our favorite with the rest of the band." Kai chuckled, meaning it as a joke, but Uruha's amusingly serious face melted and was replaced by a small smile as he crinkled his nose in distast. Kai noticed Uruha did that when he wasn't too keen on what he was hearing and Kai found it incredibly adorable. It was probably the only time he could honestly call Uruha adorable. All other times he was just completely sexual and seductive.
"I'm not so sure I want to share just yet," Uruha muttered, taking Kai by surprise for the millionth time that night. But before Kai could even register what all that comment could have entailed, Uruha left him standing by the kitchen counter and began walking towards his bedroom. Kai was suddenly very sober, and very....confused again, but it was a good sort of confused, an almost elated, blissfully lost confused.....
"I'm going to take a shower. You're more than welcome to join," Uruha called out over his shoulder before he disappeared into the dark recesses of his bedroom. Kai stood standing there, staring at Uruha's bedroom door for what seemed like hours before he smiled to himself and shook his head at all he had gone through in the space of a night....and what all lay before him, ready to discover. He was suddenly very glad he had decided to take that one shot that had begun this whole thing. It seemed Uruha had finally torn a little of that barrier around himself down and offered Kai the entire bottle.
END
A/N: Um...can I say woah? This was insanity. That was definitely the fastest fic I've ever produced LMAO I wrote it over a period of a day and a half around my busy sched o____o I feel it is very, very rushed, but I hope it's still enjoyable. Just please pretend you don't notice any typos taha I tried my bestest *grin* And I have to give a very special thanks to the lovely 89_archives / gaussianblur89.who suggested some very sexy music to write to in my time of need :D lmao Guuuurl, you don't know how much that shizzz helped <3! taha >:D It's your turn now heh heh.